Overthinking

Man, I just can't get out my head, I'm always overthinking
If I could guess, I put the fear of losing over winning
At lows I've wished I had a gun so I could load the clip in
And turn the barrel towards myself
And hear the bullet rhythm
So now you know my business
And hope you know you not alone
Get back of on your mission and only focus on your own
You doubting my vision I'll have to show you to the door
And a lot more from the road
That shot gonn' go in goal

Goal on goal
Who this kid scoring 'em like he Ronaldo
Ain't made it yet but if it be all I know
Came a hell of a way from my mommy's old Volvo
I wanna put her inside a gold Lambo
So i gotta keep working until my bones all broke
I need a tissue the way my nose all blown
So im fucking with everybody but no 5-0 no

Keepin the coppers outta my business
They can go to hell 'ready got the devils permission
Take the trumpie toddlers who tryna hold to a system
Bro, if you white as I am you been living privileged
So, I'm the pussy you, the one that's bitchin
No, another pussy you won't ever witness
Woah, you only hate on women cause you bitchless
The Sahara deserts wetter than your dick, kid

Run through it all and still I walk it out
Some problems too big to solve, know what I'm talkin 'bout?
A fragile mental resolve
I try to block it out but every time
I get up, I fall, it's like I'm tapping out
I know I got more to prove aint even started yet
I know I got more to do, ain't hit the hardest yet
When I be deep in the blues think back what papa said
He told me "Chris aint nothin to lose", I told him "copy that"

Can't get out my head I'm always overthinking
If I could guess, I put the fear of losing over winning
At lows I've wished I had a gun so I could load the clip in
And turn the barrel towards myself
And hear the bullet rhythm
So now you know my business
And hope you know you not alone
Get back of on your mission and only focus on your own
You doubting my vision, I'll have to show you to the door
And a lot more from the road
That shot gonn' go in goal

Yeah, that shot gon go in goal
Never pass, always hit, gon overdose
Got a bad little bitch from golden shores
Make the mast of my ship go fully rose

Yeah, that shot gon go in goal
Never pass, always hit, gon overdose
Got a bad little bitch from golden shores
Make the mast of my ship go fully rose

Can't get out my head, I'm always overthinking
If I could guess, I put the fear of losing over winning
At lows I've wished I had a gun so I could load the clip in
And turn the barrel towards myself
And hear the bullet rhythm
So now you know my business
And hope you know you not alone
Get back of on your mission and only focus on your own
You doubting my vision, I'll have to show you to the door
And a lot more from the road
That shot gonn' go in goal



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Madden, Tigmir (aka Hypxr) Fadi
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